The Morrison Jeep Trail. A series of unfortunate events
Last weekend I ran the infamous Morrison Jeep trail with a group of local guys. This trail is known for the same reason as Black Bear Pass, lots of exposure and very tight switchbacks, 27 to be exact. The trail starts in a river valley outside Clark Wyoming at roughly 4,000 feet and climbs to 8,000 feet at the end of the switchbacks, later reaching nearly 10,000 feet on the Beartooth highway in Montana.
I left work Friday at 4:30 headed home real quick and then started the 3-hour drive to the trailhead. There were already a few guys there that I was meeting and another group of 3 that were about an hour behind me. Its a pretty uneventful ride but I took the time to take some pictures since I was the only one around for miles. Typical Wyoming.
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After the picture stop I proceeded up to the end of the pavement, aired down, and headed off to find the other two guys that I was barely able to get on CB. I later found out they were only 1.5 miles away in clear line of sight and barely in range. I really hate CB.
After meeting up with the other two we headed to the base of the switchbacks to set up camp and wait for the other group who rolled in around 10.
The sky was super clear making for fantastic pictures.
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Next morning we had two more trucks joining us and we were able to start up the switchbacks around 9 AM. We were trying to beat the heat since the switchbacks are known for being ridiculously hot once the sun gets on them. Little did we know we would find that out first hand. In all we had 7 trucks, 2 80s, a 200, a 100, 2 FJs, my 4runner, a Taco, and a Montero.
Headed up.
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Everything was going super smooth up until around switchback 10. There were 4 of us out front who had stopped to let everyone catch up, the 2 80s, 200, the first FJ, and myself have all bunched up about 4 switchbacks above everyone else. We had heard a few shouts and some scrabbling rocks and I looked over the edge to make sure everything was kosher.
I saw this.
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100 was making one of the tighter and looser turns and everything seemed fine. About a minute goes by and I hear someone holding the mic on the CB shouting at the driver. I then hear Aaron the tailguner come over the HAM saying "guys you need to come down here, the 100 is in a really bad spot." I grabbed my recovery bag out of the truck and started running down the hill.
Once I reached the 100 I saw hjust how bad it was. he had somehow slid out of the turn and was totally sideways face first into the wall with zero room to move forward or backward.
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After stepping back and evaluating our options we decided we were going to need two trucks to pull the recovery off. Simple right? NOT. The taco was behind the 100 with a winch which was easy but the next closest truck with a winch was mine which was 5 switchbacks up and I had the montero right behind me. After hiking back up to the truck and some sketchy maneuvering I was able to get turned around and past the Montero and started driving down the switchbacks. It was about here I started having flashbacks of black bear. Once I was 1 switchback above the 100 I pulled into the turn and backed down the switchback and around the nose of the 100 to get into the switchback he was stuck on. Thankfully this was one of the larger switchbacks.
Getting rigged up
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After we were rigged we took up the slack in the lines and immediately had a problem. Between the loose shale, my truck being lighter than the 100, and trying to pull him uphill I was just sliding down towards him. This meant the 100 would need to help by spinning the tires which would potentially increase the chances of him sliding over the edge. But thankfully doing this worked, once we got him moving the recovery went absolutely textbook and we were able to pivot him back to straight right in the middle of the trail. There is a video of it floating around that Ill find and put up here.
Alright disaster averted and we can continue you on now right? right. We all jumped back in the trucks and started making the final push to the summit, by now the temps had climbed into the triple digits and everyone was in need of some shade.
Now here is where this basically becomes a story with no pictures because I left the camera in the truck. We had reached the switchback I had originally turned around in to reach the 100 and it had a wierd off camber step that was covered in loose rock. Everyone walked up it including myself untill the Montero reached it. By this point I was 50 yards up the trail when I head "Im about to roll over I need some help," come over the CB. I jump out of the truck and ran back down to help the Montero. His front tire was roughly 3 feet in the air and he was tetering towards the edge. I jumped on the front bumper and was able to back him down safely.
I was at this point that I decided to not take any chances and just hook a strap to him from my truck to get him over the ledge without any chance of a wheelstand. So I walk back to my truck to go to start it and it just cranks and cranks and cranks. F%&@! Somehow the fuel system had pressurized and was trying to flood the motor. So after some venting of the gas tank, I was able to relive the pressure and get the truck to reluctantly start. I backed down to the montero, hooked up the strap and them drug him up the ledge. Alright, crisis number two averted. Now everyone should be good right? Wrong!
I had now gone up to the next switchback to wait for everyone to clear the turn and started chatting with the guy who was driving the 100 series. After about 10 minutes I was starting to get worried the others hadnt caught up and they werent answering their radios. I decided to walk back down to see what was going on. I was met with this...
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Well shit, do to some questionable spotting, poor visibility in the FJ, and the super dry conditions Aaron had managed to nearly slide off the switchback and go over the edge. Ironically this was the switchback that a couple had rolled off of last year in a RZR.
I spent about 5 minutes looking at the situation and the only logical solution seemed to be to have Aaron winch himself off the taco to pull himself back up onto the trail and forward. We started rigging up the winch and after 10 feet of line was out it bound up and woudnt let the line come out. This was because when the winch was installed the line hadnt been pre tensioned and at some point during a previous pull had slid under itself making a friction knot. I cant stress this enough, PRE TENSION YOUR WINCH LINES!!
So at this point the recovery had gone from pretty simple to much more difficult, there were no solid winch point to use a different winch and snatch block, and the FJ was barely clinging to the hillside. With no other options at this point, we had to rely on brute force. I backed my truck down the switchback, hooked up the taco and then hooked the taco to the FJ and after 4 hard snatches we were able to yank the FJ onto the trail and thankfully no one was hurt.
After this, we all stopped at the top to decompress and have lunch. In all, it took us 3 hours to make it up the 27 switchbacks. But the important part was everyone and their trucks survived.
Once you pass the switchbacks the trail is a cake walk through some high plains and an alpine forest untill you reach the Beartooth. From there it is a quick drive to red lodge and from there its all highway back to Bozeman.
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And there ya have it, the Morrison Jeep trail in a nutshell. This was one of those trails that should have been super easy but somehow everything that could go wrong seemed to go wrong which this trail has a reputation for. But as always it was a good learning experience for everyone and everyone survived to tell about it so you can't ask for a better time.